Free Web NovelChapter 46: Chapter 44: Hurry Up and Beat Him, Sister
The beauties of the Dance Team all stared wide-eyed, taking a long moment to process what had happened.
Xu Zhenzhen’s expression was a mix of shock and doubt. She turned to Miao Feng and asked, "Fengfeng, does he have a death wish? He’s actually challenging an upperclassman?"
"I didn’t expect it either, to be honest," Miao Feng said with a wry smile, shaking his head. He added thoughtfully, "But my senior never does anything he’s not confident about. He must have his reasons for doing this."
"Are you kidding me?" Xiaoyou said with a look of disbelief. "That’s Xiyue Frost. Even our team leader can’t beat her."
"Exactly! He’s way too arrogant!" Li Ting nodded in deep agreement.
Faced with everyone’s skepticism, Miao Feng couldn’t help but frown. In his heart, Feng Hao was like a god. If it weren’t for Xu Zhenzhen, he would have lost his temper long ago. "Since my senior went up to challenge her, he will definitely win."
"Fengfeng, are you sure he can defeat Xiyue Frost?" Xu Zhenzhen asked, her brow furrowed. She had just fought Xiyue Frost; no one knew Xiyue Frost’s strength better than she did. It was a power that far surpassed the scope of a junior academy.
Miao Feng nodded without hesitation. "Of course, I’m sure."
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Meanwhile, Yue Linglong was enjoying the congratulations from the other teachers. After all, Feng Hao was representing Class 1, and his victory was an honor for their class.
However, the moment Feng Hao announced he was challenging an upperclassman, all the teachers, including her, were stunned!
"What’s going on? He’s going to challenge an upperclassman?" a few teachers exclaimed.
"Teacher Yue, did you know about this beforehand?" a female teacher next to her asked curiously.
Yue Linglong snapped back to her senses and shook her head with a helpless smile. "I really don’t know what he’s thinking."
Instructor Niu, who had been in charge of the Monster Simulator, was also present. He analyzed thoughtfully, "Judging from the strength Feng Hao has shown so far, he is indeed qualified to challenge an upperclassman."
"That’s right. Feng Hao’s damage is high enough, and his speed and concealment are also quite high. He has a great advantage against a Gun Magic Master like Yang Qingfeng."
"As for Xiyue Frost, though, he probably doesn’t stand a chance."
Listening to the teachers’ discussion around her, Yue Linglong remained silent, her beautiful eyes fixed on Feng Hao on the stage, her thoughts unreadable. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
At that moment, in the Class 2 ranks, Zhou Chen had recovered.
He stared at Feng Hao strutting triumphantly on the stage, his expression downcast and dazed. Even now, he couldn’t believe he had lost to an auditor—and been taken out in a single hit, without even a chance to fight back.
Beixing Ran, who stood beside him, was even more dejected. From the moment Zhou Chen was defeated, she had been standing there frozen, utterly silent.
Especially when she saw Miao Feng laughing and joking with the beauties from the Dance Team, she suddenly felt ridiculous.
The ethereal pride in her heart had crumbled. Melancholy, loss, regret—a wave of indescribable emotions surged within her, tugging mercilessly at her heart.
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Compared to Class 2, the reaction from the Class 1 students was the complete opposite. Before, they wouldn’t have even dared to imagine something like this.
But things were different now. At this very moment, Feng Hao was representing Class 1 by challenging the upperclassmen. This was the pride of all of Class 1, the pride of the entire first year!
At this moment, no one cared about his status as an auditor anymore. Everyone was screaming their lungs out for him, cheering him on.
"The Boss is really challenging the upperclassmen! I’m so pumped!" Zhang Meng’s expression was ecstatic, the fat on his body trembling uncontrollably.
It was the same for Li Mufeng and Tu Xiaoshan, who were uncontrollably excited. "The Boss is the Boss! Everything he does is just so badass."
"Huh? Class President, why aren’t you happy? The Boss is challenging the upperclassmen!" Tu Xiaoshan asked in surprise.
"Hmph! He stole all the spotlight. Of course I’m not happy," Xi Yueyao grumbled.
"..." The three followers were speechless.
In their eyes, Xi Yueyao seemed to have a special obsession with being in the spotlight. It was as if all the world’s attention should be on her, and if she went a single day without it, she’d feel uncomfortable all over.
While everyone was in the middle of a heated debate, Yang Qingfeng and Xiyue Frost had already accepted the challenge.
According to the rules of the challenge, Yang Qingfeng was the first to ascend the battle stage, facing off against Feng Hao.
The entire arena erupted once more. The second-year students frantically cheered for Yang Qingfeng, wishing they could go up and teach Feng Hao a lesson themselves. Unfortunately, Yang Qingfeng’s very first words left them completely bewildered.
After a long moment of staring at Feng Hao, Yang Qingfeng simply raised both hands and said, "I surrender."
An uproar swept through the crowd.
The moment he said it, the entire audience was dumbfounded. Even the VIPs in the stands were stunned.
Feng Hao had been ready for a big fight. Hearing this, he nearly dropped his dagger. "Hey, Senior, you’re just giving up that easily?"
"What else?" Yang Qingfeng said with a curl of his lip. "Why fight when I know I can’t win?"
"But... this is kind of embarrassing for me, you know?" Feng Hao said, speechless.
"What’s there to be embarrassed about?" Yang Qingfeng waved his hand dismissively. "From now on, my [Magic Soul] is yours."
With that, he walked off the battle stage without a backward glance, leaving everyone stunned.
’Are you kidding me?’ Feng Hao stood awkwardly on the stage, a strange expression on his face. ’I got the second-year’s [Magic Soul] just like that?’
As Yang Qingfeng surrendered, all the second-year students began to furiously denounce him. But unfortunately for them, Yang Qingfeng was completely unmoved by their insults.
Having won first place for two consecutive years, Yang Qingfeng had a very clear understanding of his own strength.
From the moment Feng Hao one-shot Zhou Chen, he knew he was no match for him. It was a joke—he already felt inferior to Zhou Chen, let alone the guy who could one-shot him.
Gun Magic Masters were already at a disadvantage in this kind of one-on-one direct confrontation. And Feng Hao was the high-speed, high-concealment type of Mage that gave him the biggest headaches. It would be a miracle if he could win!
"Xiaoshuang, get ready to go on stage. Remember, don’t be careless," Yan Feihong instructed seriously.
Xiyue Frost nodded lightly and calmly ascended the battle stage.
With Xiyue Frost’s appearance, the atmosphere in the arena was once again pushed to a climax.
"Let’s just start. I don’t want to waste time." Xiyue Frost’s expression was as icy as ever, as if the whole world owed her money.
Feng Hao clicked his tongue and asked tentatively, "How about this? I’ll concede this match and give you the [Magic Soul]. We can also clear up our past misunderstanding. Besides, Yaoyao and I are on good terms, so it would be awkward for me to fight you, right?"
"Disgusting," Xiyue Frost sneered, drawing her sword. "If you can really defeat me, what does it matter if I give you the [Magic Soul]?"
"Hey now, why are you so stubborn? Yao Girl surely doesn’t want to see us fight, right?" Feng Hao continued.
However, a shout from Xi Yueyao below the stage completely ruined his plan.
"Sister, hurry up and beat him up! How dare he steal my spotlight!" Xi Yueyao yelled huffily, looking indignant.
"..." Feng Hao was instantly speechless. He looked at Xi Yueyao, his face darkening, as a stampede of ten thousand alpacas galloped through his mind.
’I finally found a chance to clear up the misunderstanding and fix my image, and this girl just had to ruin it with one sentence!’
On Xiyue Frost’s side, hearing Xi Yueyao’s shout, her protective-sister instincts flared. She demanded coldly, "You’ve been bullying Yaoyao again?"
"Bah! What do you mean, ’again’?" Feng Hao was on the verge of tears. "This girl is the one who just wants to stir up trouble, okay?"
"Let’s fight! I won’t show any mercy!" Xiyue Frost clearly wasn’t listening. Pointing her sword at Feng Hao, she prepared to attack.
Feng Hao shook his head helplessly and braced himself for battle. Before starting, he subconsciously used his Crystal Eye to inspect Xiyue Frost’s basic stats. Unfortunately, the gap in their Divine Sense was too great, and he could only see a portion of them:
Gene Level: 28
Qi Blood Value: 23,480 (3,880)
Vitality: 168 (28)
Strength: 1,675 (175)
Defense: 895 (95)
’Even though I can only see a part of it, this is still shocking,’ Feng Hao thought. ’I can understand the Qi Blood and Strength, since she’s level twenty-eight, but what the hell is up with 168 points of Vitality? And that 895 Defense? Is this some kind of sick joke?’
PS: Only one Chapter today. I’d just started writing this afternoon for less than ten minutes when thunder and lightning suddenly struck, so I had to tearfully shut down my computer. One last complaint—the weather this year is insane!
